Regarding Qi Nan's matter, the police are still going through the process.
I met him in the detention room.
The room was small and dark, and Qi Nan sat in the corner, hugging his knees. After just one night, his pale face looked haggard.
I sat on a chair against the wall and looked at him for a while, but Qi Nan didn't respond.
I had to call him: "Qi Nan."
After a long while, Qi Nan finally said in a low voice: "If you want to ask anything, just ask."
I was stunned, and although it was a bit unkind, I still asked directly: "How did you and your father get in touch with the evil cultivator?"
"It was she who came to my dad and said that when things were done, she would give him a drop of Bodhisattva fruit juice."
I feel a little cold in my heart. Just a drop of it will make Qi Hongyi help the tyrants to do evil. The human heart is really terrible.
"After what?"
Qi Nan brushed his hair with his pale and thin arms, and when his sleeves slid up, a shocking scar was revealed.
"Bodhisattva wants to form an army of her own to protect herself. She said that a big shot has come to Nanjiang, and she may be in bad luck. Ha, I guess that big shot is you?"
The big figure in Bodhisattva Fruition should be my master, but I didn’t deny it. I wanted to hear what he continued to say.
Qi Nan slowly turned his head to look at me. Without his glasses, his eyes were slightly squinted. The ambition in his eyes was gone, leaving only sadness and relaxation.
"I knew she was lying, because the poison the Bodhisattva fruit gave to people in the old city was its own juice, which was put into the water pipes."
The poison is actually the juice of the Bodhisattva fruit itself!
This news made me open my eyes suddenly, and I was particularly shocked.
Master also said that he would get the Bodhisattva Fruit for me to use. If I had a chance to use it, wouldn’t I also become a ‘vampire’?
Qi Nan was still talking to himself, pulling me back from my thoughts.
"She turned into an evil cultivator, and even her own juices turned stinky. She just wanted an army and made herself a king. But I didn't tell my dad the truth. He always thought that after that, he would be immortal.
No matter how bad it is, he will live longer, but he doesn’t know that he will only become a puppet like the residents of the old city! I’m looking forward to it hahahaha!”
At the end of Qi Nan's words, his expression was as crazy as last night, bloody and tense.
I grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly, calmed my breathing, and tried not to irritate him: "You hate your dad very much?"
"I hate it very much. I hate Qi Hongyi, I hate the Qi family! I hate everyone I meet! That's why I want to be the head of the Qi family! I want to change the cruel system of the Qi family!" Qi Nan was shaking a little, as if his mood was fluctuating.
It was shaking so hard.
But when he said the last sentence, he paused for a moment, and then hung his head a little dispiritedly.
I was silent: "What about Chaoyang?"
"The rising sun is different."
"How to say?"
Qi Nan raised his head, sniffed, and stared at the black ceiling, with a somewhat nostalgic expression on his face: "The rising sun is the first ray of light in my dark life. He is as warm as his name."
"..."
"After I was born, my father locked my mother and me in a basement. Later, my mother had a high fever and couldn't open the door, so she burned to death."
I took a breath of cold air. When Qi Nan talked about his mother, his expression was very cold, as if 'mom' was just a title.
"My mother blamed me, and my father blamed me. They both hated me and beat me. When I was seven years old, my father discovered that I had a destiny, so he took me to the Qi family.
In fact, I also want to thank my dad, because he took me to Chaoyang's house right after that. I was very afraid of my dad at that time. My dad asked me to please Chaoyang, so I did it with all my heart.
But Chaoyang told me that I don’t need to please anyone, because I am myself, I have my own value, and I am not anyone’s tool or accessory.
He also said that he used to have two friends, both of whom had their own ideas. They were obviously little girls, but they went up trees to dig out bird eggs and go to the mountains to pick mushrooms. They were never afraid of being beaten or punished. One of them was happy even if he knelt down in the ancestral hall every day.
So heartless.
He said, I can do that too."
"..." Kneeling in the ancestral hall... This happened so long ago, and now it is mentioned by someone I have not known for a long time.
When Qi Nan looked at me again, there was some envy in his eyes: "Yun Nuanting, you grew up being loved, right? Do your parents love you very much?"
I looked back at him: "My parents passed away when I was six years old. I can't remember their faces for so many years, but what I'm sure of is that they loved me very much."
Qi Nan was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that my parents passed away when I was six years old.
People, you need to be able to look away from all situations.
I stood up and pointed to the door: "Chaoyang is here to see you too."
The corner of Qi Nan's mouth trembled, and he lowered his head with some bitterness: "Don't lie to me, I know Chaoyang doesn't like me and is wary of me."
I frowned and looked outside the iron gate.
Chaoyang folded his arms and leaned against the opposite window, staring at the ground with his head half lowered. After his pupils trembled, he spoke softly: "Shen Zhaoshan is hospitalized. The doctor said that he suffered a cardiac arrest due to excessive mood swings.
, suffered temporary shock, but luckily he was rescued."
Qi Nan heard Chaoyang's voice, and the muscles on his face became ferocious for a moment, but he couldn't hold it back, and finally burst into tears.
Maybe it was because he cried happily when he knew Chaoyang was coming, or maybe it was Chaoyang's words that made him finally realize that there were still people in this world who cared about him very much.
I wonder if Qi Nan will regret and be heartbroken when he thinks of stealing Shen Zhaoshan's short incense. After all, Shen Zhaoshan was almost dead.
When he went out with Chaoyang, Qi Nan was still crying, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances, pains, and past in his heart.
But he killed someone.
Even if he is pitiful, he will still accept the trial. This is an insurmountable and absolutely insurmountable rule.
Otherwise, the world will become black and white.
I know all this, but inevitably, I still feel sad for Qi Nan.
When we got in the car, Chaoyang and we were speechless for a long time. Chaoyang took out a cigarette from the small drawer in the car door and lit it. The smoke made his eyes blurred, like the intoxicating poison added to the ambrosia.
He rarely smokes, this is the second time I've seen him smoke.
My second uncle also smokes when he is worried. Does smoking relieve his worries?
I don't know what my psychology was, but I stretched out my hand to Chaoyang: "Give me one."
Chaoyang paused with his slender fingers, then threw the cigarette into the mineral water bottle: "I won't smoke anymore. I'm going home."
Just as the car was about to drive out of the public security compound, a beautiful policewoman ran out: "Wait a minute!"
Chaoyang stopped the car and nodded politely: "What can I do for you?"
The police sister handed a note into the car window: "Qi Nan said to give this to Yun Nuanting."